Call Me Master Mr President (MxM)

SIXTEEN

Dylan...

I was in the bathroom taking a warm bath smiling subconsciously knowing everything is falling into place expect that bit where I have to find the original will and I have no clue where to start. Maybe I shouldn't have killed that lawyer after all... Father was right I don't don't put enough thought when it comes to killing. I said out loud...kinda miss the old man now but I'm glad he's out of the way. He could be in hell right now for all I care but I will find that will if its the last thing I do.

As I was still taking in the happiness...Tyler budged into my bedroom.

"Dylan...Dylan" I heard him Calling out.

"Yah...I'm the the bathroom what's wrong" I said not exactly liking the fact that he is interrupting my peace of mind

"There's something you need to see.. Hurry" he said then left so I turned the shower off and grabbed a towel and dried myself off then put on a bathroom robe and went out.

"What" I said and beth was also standing in front of the screen.

"Look" Tyler said pointing at the TV.

PRESIDENT ALMOST SHOT TODAY MORNING AFTER HIS PRESS CONFERENCE.

It read on the head lines and I was happy until I saw a walking president on TV and that's when I realized that I missed the main point of the headline..."almost " I said out loud.

"What" Tyler said

"Nothing" I replied

"They say that one of his agents took the bullet...do you think it was Ezekiel?" He piped up.

"I hope not" I said because I'm going to kill him myself.

"Wait how do you know that that's Ezekiel's mission"

"Dad told us...what is wrong with you" he replied giving me the I can't believe you just said that look.

I turned around and started for my bedroom. When I got in I immediately got my phone and called javid.

"What did you do" I said immediately he picked up.

"I did exactly what you asked"

"You idiot I told you to kill the president...not to shoot my brother" although when I say it like that it sounds like I care but i don't. Then I hang up the phone...clearly I'm going to have to do this myself.

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TWO DAYS AGO
(We're going back to chapter twelve but President's POV)

........."I'll fuck you...isn't that what you want?" I said and he burst out and laughed then stood up from his sofa and moved closer to me and put his hand on my thigh and I flitched and I hate showing cowardice but this dude just scares me.

"You're not fucking me. I'm fucking you and not to just fulfill a fetish because now I know I have one for presidents. I like you and I want you to like me back that's all and then I'll fuck you or even if you don't like me I will still fuck you until you like me. How's that?" He said and I was trembling.

"Terrible" I replied.

"In a good way?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"In a terrible way" I whispered failing to find my voice.

He slid his hand up my thigh and I tried to push myself away from him but it was no use so I quit. He stopped almost close to my bulge and by now I was praying I don't get hard.